RIP David Markson, one of the best.
I’ve often and often been inspired by this writer who did things his own way and lent legitimacy to the collagist’s way of writing, and who led me to another favorite, Malcolm Lowry. Great interview with Web Conjunctions in 2007, here.
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So much of Markson’s interviews were dedicated to his famous friends, how he sold his first editions to eat, how nobody read him–I hope he knew how important his stuff had become to a lot of people.
But maybe he didn’t.
I think we should always find a way to let those writers we admire how much we admire them and I really really regret I didn’t work harder to let Markson know how much his work and his integrity as a real writer meant to me.
I worry too, that he didn’t know how much he was admired, since he wasn’t on the internet to really see it. Markson was the first person i ever read who made me think it was okay, useful, to be interested in the minutiae of history, how art could come from that. It’s true we should all tell our favorite writers how much we enjoy their stuff–look at Markson writing to Lowry like that. And a lifelong friendship came out of it.